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Sunday, November 26, 2017

No matter how smelly

He lit his cigar. Among his friends at the Green-Room Club it was unanimously held that Walter Jelliffe's cigars brought him within the scope of the law forbidding the ferrying of concealed weapons; but Henry would have smoked the gift of such a man if it had been a cabbage leaf.